School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert-Chapter 239: Ransom

Ah-Long read the room and, seeing how anxious Zhao Xiaotian was, suspected it was undoubtedly his sister. With a deliberately sinister smirk, he said, "It’s nothing really, I was just wondering, if your sister knew you were getting beaten until you looked neither human nor ghost, wonder if she’d feel bad? Oh, right, is she also in this city? If so, will she come straight over?"

Zhao Xiaotian grasped Ah-Long’s intentions at once and was incensed, saying, "Fuck your mom! If you dare to call my sister, I’ll fight you to the death!"

"Fight me to the death?" Ah-Long laughed derisively and said, "Do you even have the strength to fight?"

Indeed, Zhao Xiaotian had no strength to even stand up at this moment; he felt discouraged, but the thought of betraying Leng Xuan was utterly out of the question. Grinding his teeth, he said, "I might not have the strength now, but as long as I’m not dead, I will kill you in the future."

"Really? Then I’ll be waiting," said Ah-Long with a sneer. He had been around the block a few times; how could he be threatened by a student? With a cold laugh, he dialed the phone number. Moments later, a woman’s voice could be heard saying, "You little brat, your sister’s taking a nap. Why are you calling at this time?"

"I want to fuck you!" Ah-Long said with a lewd laugh.

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaoqing, Zhao Xiaotian’s sister, who worked at a cosmetics store in Baiyun City Huacheng District, was taken aback by Ah-Long’s words. Still groggy from sleep, she couldn’t immediately tell whether the voice was Xiaotian’s or not and asked, "What are you talking about?"

On the other end of the line, Ah-Long repeated, "I said, I want to fuck you!"

By then, Zhao Xiaoqing realized the voice didn’t belong to her brother and frowned deeply, "Who are you, and why are you using my little brother’s phone to call me?"

Ah-Long said, "Your brother is in my hands now. If you don’t want anything to happen to him, bring ten thousand yuan over to buy his freedom. Remember, don’t call the cops, or prepare to pick up his corpse."

"What, you... what have you done to him?" Zhao Xiaoqing asked, frightened.

Ah-Long said, "He’s still alive. Stop your fucking nonsense and bring the money quickly..." Then he gave her the address.

After Ah-Long hung up the phone, Xu Renjie was utterly irritated. Had Ah-Long gone crazy for money? Going to such lengths for ten thousand yuan? What he knew was, this already constituted the crime of extortion. Thankfully, there were many witnesses here, and he hadn’t instigated this, so even if the police investigated, he’d likely only be detained for a few days at most, while Ah-Long would be the one facing jail time. He had long disliked Ah-Long; getting him arrested would be an excellent opportunity for him to consolidate power outside the school. He then employed reverse psychology, pretending to be angry, and bellowed, "Ah-Long, what the hell are you doing? Motherfucker, you know this is extortion, right? It’s illegal!"

"Brother Jie, if I didn’t talk to his sister like that, would she come over? You should know, I’m also doing this for you. This kid refuses to talk, and if I don’t show him some color, wouldn’t that make Brother Jie a laughingstock at school?" Ah-Long was extremely dissatisfied inside; what the hell was Xu Renjie to dare yell at him? But outwardly, he didn’t want to fall out with him over this little matter, and he laughed again before saying, "Brother Jie, don’t be angry. Even if the police come, I’d never pass the blame onto you."

Xu Renjie inwardly sneered. He had already advised Ah-Long in front of many witnesses, and Ah-Long was the one insisting on going his own way. Even if the police got involved later, there was nothing the kid could do to shirk the blame...

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